Waking up from sleep early in the morn spiritual peace calm rest and harmony all gone
there's a shift from joy to an ever present alert feet off the bed and planted firmly on the earth
pacing back and forth closed up in my room like a wild lion in a cage ready to pounce with a heart full of rage
body tense senses fully alive my mind is now filled with thoughts and Word locked and cocked ready to survive
This is more than just an intuition it's clearly a warning foreboding dark shroud covered wicked premonition
knowledge like recognition is half the battle geared up with armor I won't be counted in the carnage collateral
don't have time for thoughts of why is everybody picking on me sharpened sword in hand swinging until I'm free
surrounded by legions of confusion and madness I'm cutting my way through the wicked ones with profound gladness
Now somewhere I heard that the Kingdom of Heaven suffers violence and the violent take it by force
iron sharpens iron and I'm oiled up ready to go anointing power surging through my being and life in overflow
miles to go on the rubble filled road praising the Most High my steps are a thundering dance of energy to explode
odds never in my favor I'm filled with a warriors pride sharpened sword in hand who do I fear with God on my side
Don't fear for me for I and I have been here before I lay the brick to build the wall with eyes wide open and hand on sword
My help does not come from man and his deceitful heart it comes from the One and True Living God whom I will never part
as I live I never saw the the righteous forsaken hungry or begging for bread so with sword in hand I chop off evils head
angelic voices praising Amen Amen Amen they even fought a battle to expel the rebellious thirds legions of doom Amen Amen Amen
The Word is like a two edge Sword that cuts going in and coming out as I hold my Sword I meditate on the battle already won
